One thing I noticed today as I was sleep training our 5 month old son, Liam, and potty-training our 23 month old daughter, Haris, they were both crying (no tears, plenty of noise)…
For a long time I had been feeling frustrated and unfulfilled artistically, mainly because I’m not as successful as I want to be yet. And if I’m honest, I was allowing my emotions of frustration to surpass and trip up my efforts for progression. It’s hard to be at odds within yourself and expect momentum to happen. It doesn’t.
When was the last time you were lost?
These are all the items I took with me when Haris was going to lay down to take a nap. My intentions were to read each book for 20 minutes, journal for 10 minutes or so, work on a monologue, reassess my goals and plan, answer 2 emails, and read 3 others. Easy enough.
Definition of regret
2: to be very sorry for
- regrets his mistakes
How much do you have?
Christmas was just last week, which means it’s almost 2018 . . .
And I got a quarter and some pennies. My mother in law, Momma T, was in town and came to spend some time with Haris, so I could go have some time for myself to write and do whatever.
The all time favorite game that every adult knows to play and that every baby loves. Haris loves this game, she even likes to hold the cover up over her face and hide. It’s quite cute and lots of fun…but actually I learned something.
We (my mother in law, husband, Haris, and I) went to The Body Exhibit. So, yes that picture is of real people that decided to donate their bodies for plastination, so that we could learn more about our own bodies, but I think they’re teaching a bit more.